In The Gallery Lyrics - Dire Straits - Dire Straits

Harry made a bareback rider proud and free upon a horse 

And a fine coalminer for the NCB that was 

A fallen angel and Jesus on the cross 

A skating ballerina you should have seen her do the skater's waltz 

Some people have got to paint and draw 

Harry had to work in clay and stone 

Like the waves coming to the shore 

It was in his blood and in his bones 

He was ignored by all the trendy boys in London, yes, and in Leeds 

He might as well have been making toys or strings of beads 

He couldn't be, no he couldn't be in the gallery 

No no in the gallery 

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And then you get an artist says he doesn't want to paint at all 

He takes an empty canvas and sticks it on the wall 

The birds of feather all the phonies and all of the fakes 

While the dealers they get together 

And they decide who gets the breaks 

And who's going to be, who's going to be in the gallery 

In the gallery 

Photos 

No lies he wouldn't compromise 

No junk no string 

And all the lies we subsidise 

That just don't mean a thing 

I've got to say he passed away in obscurity 

And now all the vultures they're coming down from the tree 

So he's going to be, yeah he's going to be in the galle-galle-galle-gallery 

In the gallery 

Harry made a bareback rider 

A bareback rider